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If I Betray Him
01:01
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Sonya's just an imitation of her mom
Kwanda has the nuance of a cluster bomb
Teo's on the slab about to be embalmed
If I betray him, he'll have no one else
Kasim is riding off into the lion's den
Milich's favorite weapon is the fountain pen
Nobody's seen Georg since I don't know when
If I betray him, he'll have no one else
That's the reason why I'm standing on this bridge all alone
That's the reason I'm not letting you through
I could just as well be knocking back a cold one at home
But some of us still feel compelled to do the job he hired us to do
Griffith is a coward with a shaky hand
Valeria's not qualified to take command
Kraze and Kanaan couldn't run a snowball stand
If I betray him, he'll have no one else
If I betray him, he'll have no one else
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2. |
Freedom Rock Rockland
03:34
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Yeah, this land is the toy of greedy men always flying into rages
Yeah, their tantrums will poison us all across time, generations
Yeah, the place they are taking us now is one grim set of stages
And I don't really know if anybody can save us
I don't really know if anybody can save us
But I'm holding for hope, for this country that raised us
Yeah, I'm holding for hope that our people are selfless
In a world filled with dragons, griffins, other creatures courageous
In a world filled with magic, I don't think that's outrageous
Oh no
Yeah, we don't need a hero, a silent figure looming
We don't need to be led when it's leaders we're fighting
There's a spirit that touches everybody that's hurting
And it grows clearer, stronger the more of us are talking
Sure as there are stars, there are paths we must follow
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3. |
The Bank Of Beauty
03:04
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When it gets to be my turn, I'm setting sail for the land of precious stones
It's time to let my hair down, to raise a glass with Vincent and Simone
Festooned in wreaths and garlands, I'm pounding vino 'til my vision blurs
And if you see me out there, you can call me Schtolteheim Reinbach III
Golden monuments rise and golden monuments fall
You'd hardly notice either way when you're riding through the sprawl
Sweet is the prayer, but sweeter is the prey
The bank of beauty doesn't take bank holidays
Augustine, get the brandy; Esmeralda's about to do some shots
Josephine's on the jukebox, so let's get nice and abandon ugly thoughts
Golden monuments rise and golden monuments fall
You'd hardly notice either way when you're riding through the sprawl
Sweet is the prayer, but sweeter is the prey
The bank of beauty doesn't take bank holidays
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4. |
Odessa++
04:19
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The people in my town are queer
They'd rather live in war than live in fear
They keep the tools of their trade near
They name them after those they hold most dear
Spring into my hand, Odessa++
A vessel unjustly taken from me
No salve in the world can numb me
Get out of my dreams, Odessa++
You tessellate us, you imbricate us
But we're not on the same plane
Your brothers always used their heads
But if they're so smart, the how come you're so dead?
Your namesake's covered up in red
These village swords don't ever lose their edge
Spring into my hand, Odessa++
A vessel unjustly taken from me
No salve in the world can numb me
Get out of my dreams, Odessa++
You tessellate us, you imbricate us
But we're not on the same plane
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5. |
The Graves Of Lorimar
04:19
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I saw the daylight break upon an empty siege
No banners waved the air, no drums rang through the breeze
The soldiers of the fortress proud to lay down for their liege
Arose the very next night, their souls no more at peace
The graves of Lorimar are empty, desecrated, and defiled
They're open to the air, dirt lying in a pile
One hundred men were locked away and left alone to die
One hundred bodies left that night marching single file
There looms across this valley a force we've never seen
It comes from yonder castle, it's claimed by a new king
They say he's neither man nor beast, his power takes its wing
His course is due disaster and his joy is suffering
The graves of Lorimar are empty, desecrated, and defiled
They're open to the air, dirt lying in a pile
One hundred men were locked away and left alone to die
One hundred bodies left that night marching single file
The graves of Lorimar are empty
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Burning Mirror
03:08
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During the war my home fell victim to the Mirror of Fire
All that I've been, all that I've known, consumed as the flames reached higher
I ran when I heard but I couldn't stop the Mirror of Fire
I ran when I heard but I couldn't stop the Mirror of Fire
My family is lost and nothing remains from that Mirror of Fire
The trees I climbed for safety each day disappeared in that fire
I ran up to fight but I couldn't stop the Mirror of Fire
I ran up to fight but I couldn't stop the Mirror of Fire
The sun and the breeze turned to disease by that Mirror of Fire
The sun and the breeze turned to disease by that Mirror of Fire
All that I've been, all that I've known, gone like my memories are lies
No warning, no shouts, no defense they could mount, no closure, and no goodbyes
When you look back, tell me what you see
I see reflections of what will no longer be
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7. |
Everybody, Come On!
02:06
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We are all travelers - we travel freely across the skies
(Well, not us, but the things that we represent)
We are the avatars - we are the dreamers in darkest night
(Well, not night, but the time when the day is spent)
Think of your families
Think of your friends
We've still got laundry left to do before the game ends
Everybody come on
Come on everybody
When we form a party, something special's crystallized
Everybody come on
And I mean everybody
If our clothes are gaudy, it's just 'cause we've got starry eyes
Everybody come on
We are the architects - we bend the world 'til it fits our shape
We found trash, and we built it into a home
We balk at nothing - we won't be frightened or turned away
We won't run, but that's not to say we won't roam
Get on the ramparts
Get on the phones
The road is built by laying stone after tiny stone
Everybody come on
Come on everybody
When we form a party, something special's crystallized
Everybody come on
And I mean everybody
If our clothes are gaudy, it's just 'cause we've got starry eyes
Everybody come on
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